L.B. Jefferies:
Now wait a minute, Gunnison. You've got to get me out of here. Six weeks sitting in a two-room apartment with nothing to do but look out the window at the neighbors.
Gunnison:
Bye, Jeff.
L.B. Jefferies:
No, Gunnison... if you don't pull me out of this swamp of boredom, I'm gonna do something drastic.
Gunnison:
Like what?
L.B. Jefferies:
Like what. I'm gonna get married. Then I'll never be able to go anywhere.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:28